IF THERE IS A KEY, THEN THERE MUST BE A LOCK …

Chapter 4

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He looked up and, sure enough, there was Sam, features twisted into an epic bitchface as he peered through the brothers' doorway toward Dean.

The brothers' doorway which wasn't in front of Dean, but was in fact two rooms away.

That's when he noticed that the door before him had opened and there was a shocked middle-aged woman resplendent in pink nightie and curlers, who was looking down on him as if he'd crawled off the street.

Which, okay, he kind of had.

"Morning, ma'am," he mumbled scratchily, scrambling unsteadily to his feet; "Jus' doing a doormat inspection."

"Uh, yours passed."

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